B.C. by Mastroianni and Hart for January 26, 2023

If they have fuel & food they don’t have to dig it out right away. The snow would actually keep alot of the cold out.

Reminds me of a winter I spent in Cheyenne Wyoming

A bit, yes

How did they get the snow to stop right there? It usually looks like that AFTER YOU OPEN THE DOOR. But they don’t HAVE doors. (?)

Wait until it melts and floods your home!

mhm …. a bitty bit

Kilroy was here! (2nd panel)

B.C. is in Buffalo, NY?

Love the coffee mug :)

This happened to a cousin in Colorado once. He opened his garage door and found a wall of snow. He didn’t go anywhere that day.

Yup and the plow just went by and left a five foot high drift at the bottom on the driveway. Waiting for my snow removal service to come by so I can go to work.

So you have snowplow cowboys there, too!

They live together? No wonder there are no little cavekids running around. I guess we’re descendants of the people on the other side of the ocean.

Must be Western NY

Why haven’t these guys invented the door, yet?

I thought they lived in separate caves.

Something you don’t see to much of in tx

“Don’t I nose it!”

(≖_ʖ ≖)

Pretty much what I’m facing this morning . . .

He puts his nose on the snows when he goes on his toes.

Hot chocolate? I’d say they are set.

We got several inches. The cats disapprove.

We got a record for one day yesterday. …but not so much I can’t get out my door.

And the Ice Age is far in the future.

Try the Ice Hotel in Quebec. Amazing place!

Alert Hannity, Tucker, & Laura! Comic characters are “cohabitating”!

The nose knows!

They aren’t exactly dressed for cold weather. Bare feet? Are they hobbits?

Now what would Fred Flintstone have used for a snow blower…

With a little luck and fire, they’ll have plenty of water for their covfefe.

Somebody needs a sweater.

This is an annual event in Buffalo

Houghton, Michigan?

The Zeus Weather Wizard satellite is over doing it on the snow. When it melts it will be a small flood!

I think the year was 1953 on the ranch I grew up on. One morning after a snow storm, they rang the bell for breakfast at the cook house. After ringing the bell several times and no one showing up; they found that the six men in the bunkhouse were snowed in with the snow drifted over the roof. My granddad and one more man started digging down to the door while the men inside were using a mop bucket to dig the snow at the door and putting it in the shower. They finally got out in time for lunch.

Snow would drift into the cave. Only a door would make it pile up like that. No door in the pic…..